We arrived in two stages. I had to stop by my OB's office for a blood pressure check and that ended up taking so long that Bryan and the kids had to meet me at the hospital. It some ways it was good thing, since it forced Bryan to actually figure out where the hospital was on his own. I really don't want to have to pay attention to giving him directions when I am in labor.
I was underwhelmed by the orientation. I have yet to find a childbirth center that compares to the one at Cooley-Dickinson. Despite their big talk about being dedicated to the desired of the family, this place is still a big hospital with practices and procedures designed for the convenience of the medical staff. The fact that they claim to have really soft cotton johnnies doesn't change that.
But I was able to start a list of thing that I need to ask for, like that they weigh and bath the baby in my room rather than take it to the nursery. After Riley was born, he got trapped in the nursery for over an hour due to a shift change and it drove me a little nuts. I like to keep my babies close.
I also have to find about about the baby name thing. The woman giving the talk seemed to imply that it was the law that you had to name your baby before you left the hospital. As we like to take our time getting to know our children before we name them and I am hoping to spend the least amount of time possible in the hospital this could be a problem for us.
It makes no sense to me that the legislation made a law about the time frame in which children are named. But California has some screwy laws, so who knows. What else can you expect from a state that allows its citizen to amend their constitution through popular vote.
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In days of old, people would get back to the clerk who recorded the name of the baby when they decided. But today, the expense of trying to find everybody who leaves without giving the baby a name would be prohibitive. Much cheaper to give the baby a name and then change it legally -- the onus is then on the parents. Remember your father's birth certificate said something different than his baptismal certificate -- and somewhere along the line, he had to get it legally changed.
Your grandmother was baptized Edith Elizabeth and she had it changed to Betty. Uncle Kevin was Richard Kevin and when he was in the Navy he had it changed. Uncle Bob was Robert Blake - named after my adored grandfather who he detested. He dropped that one legally too -- now you see the problem???
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